Expecting The Unexpected

Hospitalised

Chapter Six - Hospitalised

"No way...."

"Yes way, a starfruit with a hat would be loads better to be than a pinepple with a hat," he said it like my answer was completely stupid and that there was only one answer.

"Pineapples are better than starfruit, end of story! Your turn," I replied to him.

We're playing would you rather, it got boring in here because we've been here for almost three hours. Max suggested would you rather but his questions are bad.

"Okay, would you rather live forever or die tomorrow?" he asked. Hmmmmmm....

"I would rather... Live forever," I replied looking back to him.

"Really? I would rather die tomorrow, because after a certain period of time life would get boring," he casually responded.

"No, there's so much beauty, life and culture in the world... It would never truly get boring," I was looking a little smug now. I could see him thinking about my answer.

"Touchè kitten, there's hope for you yet," I scoffed at him and he picked up a book. He'd now finished the hunger games and is now reading catching fire.

"Let's hope there more than a peanut sized cerebrum in between your ears," I retorted back. He laughed and I have to admit the was a pretty weird conversation. So I laughed too. We were starting to laugh harder and didn't stop until someone stood at the door cleared their voice.

We turned our heads round to see a doctor and nurse stood in the doorway. He was a old-ish man, say around mid forties or fifties. And the nurse looked young, around twenty two years old.

Me and max stopped laughing and I looked down to my hands to fiddle with my fingers. Max went back to reading his book.

"Well miss Beau we have just had your test results back and they have shown that when you fell, the outcome was a slight concussion, your left ankle is sprained and your right is bruised," he stated, writing down something on his clipboard.

"Thank you doctor, when will I be able to go home?" I asked.

"We're gone keep you in over night to run a few more tests to see how long you have to rest for and then you can go home tomorrow afternoon," he confirmed.

"Thank-you doctor....."

"Henley, but call me Ray," he finished off for me.

"Thank-you doctor Hen-, Ray," I thanked him again.

"It's not me you should be thanking, if you had been left for any longer or if you had not been attended too when you had been, then your injures would have been way worse then they are." I looked at him confused.

"So....." I said to him.

"So, if It hadn't been for this young man here, you would be in alot more pain or on a operating table. You should be thanking him more than me," Ray affirmed, pointing towards Max.

Max looked up from his book towards the doctor. I was just looking back and forth between him and Ray, then I casually glanced at the nurse that was eyeing up Max from head to toe. I felt a little pang in my chest, it was weird. It felt a little natural.

"Have you got anyone that you can ring to pick you up tomorrow or anyone to stay overnight. We can allow it this time as visiting hours are only up until ten pm. You currently have five hours left of visiting time as well," Ray kinda asked in a strange way.

"I'll make some calls and sort something out," I mentioned. He hung his clip board on the end of the bed and proceeded to leave the room. His nurse followed suit.